I'll write your name!

Sugaring makes sweet

As I enter Tasha's mansion I see about ten packages standing in the hallway. She jumps towards me and gives me a big hug. 'These are all for you! I mean, you deserve it after everything you've been through!' I chuckle and open all the packages. I see all kinds of expensive stuff, such as clothes that seem to be hand made for me. I try them and they fit perfectly! All I see is new money, suits and ties. I look at Tisha and give her a big hug. 'Ever since I met you, my life has been so much prettier!' I tell her as I shed tears of joy. I can only think of the gifts and the money that I can see in front of me, paired with the kind smile of my crush, Tasha Scallor. 

I think I lost sight of reality here. All the gifts and sugar made everything seem so sweet. I didn't question the reason why Tasha would give me this. I didn't think it was weird back then, because all I could do was being greedy. I fell into a web and I didn't even see any signs. I was blinded.

'Why don't you throw away your old phone? You're not going to need it anymore now, are you?' Tasha said and I agreed. I threw my old model into an expensive looking garbage can, looked at Tasha, who was smiling at me at the other side of the room and opened the rest of the packages. 

That week I met up with Tasha every single day. At some point I just started staying over at her place, because I would just be travelling back and forth if not. I got my own room in her mansion and we laughed together every single day. I never had been happier in my whole life. 

One evening I looked at my phone and said out loud: 'Damn it, I forgot to put my mother's name in my new phone's contacts. I should check up on her tomorrow.' Tasha walked up to me and sat down next to me. She looked worried and asked me: 'Why do you want to go? She's fine. I'm paying for her treatment, remember?' I looked at her and nodded. A minute later I rethought it and said: 'No, I really want to see my mother again. It's my duty to look after her! I've not left this house for thirteen days straight!' Tasha looked away, as if she disagreed with my statement. She said: 'Okay, fine. But go tomorrow okay? It'll be too dark outside soon.' I agreed and went to bed. I laid down on the soft fabric and relaxed. I smiled to myself and though of Tasha. The way Tasha always smiles at me makes me think she might like me back! I fall asleep with a smile on my face once again!

The next morning Tasha doesn't wake me up like she usually does. She usually brings her breakfast to my room so that we can eat breakfast together. I look at my clock and see it's around 10 A.M. A great time to leave. I walk into the dinner hall and see Tasha sitting in a black night-gown. She wears it a bit revealing and her facial expression makes me kind of uncomfortable. She looks irritated. I strike up a conversation about the new sheets she ordered for me. Tasha's expression changes to a somewhat happier one and we have a fun, casual conversation. Altough nothing seems too weird, it does feel a bit weird. Tasha has been acting differently, maybe even distanced herself. When she finishes she goes to her room where she usually goes to write songs. She didn't really give me a 'goodbye' or 'good luck' at all. She just left without saying anything. 

As I stepped oustide I walk towards the place where my car should stand, but I can't find it. I worry and look around to see if my car has been moved to a different spot maybe, but I really can't find it. Now I start to feel like there really is something weird going on.